Author's note-

This is my first ever Hawaii 5-o fan fic. I'm not sure how it is going to work out, or how good it's going to be. Not sure I quite have a handle on these characters, but we'll see. I've had this plot bunny nagging me for a while now and I decided to give it a go. Hopefully, you'll like it.

Disclaimer- I don't own them. I'm just borrowing them and will give them back. Promise.

Laws are partly formed for the sake of good men, in order to instruct them how they may live on friendly terms with one another, and partly for the sake of those who refuse to be instructed, whose spirit cannot be subdued, or softened, or hindered from plunging into evil.

Plato

People sleep peaceably in their beds at night only because rough men stand ready to do violence on their behalf.

George Orwell

We All Fall Down

Rain lashed against the windows as the big truck raced down the city streets. Steve had both hands glued to the wheel as he wrestled the Silverado around a corner. The road felt slick and dangerous under his wheels. Spray danced, silver in his headlights. A flash of lightening somewhere behind him lit the sky in brilliant white. Thunder rumbled behind it, so loud that he could feel it in his bones.

Sweat trickled down his back under his vest. He barely felt it, all of his attention focused on the road. It took all of his willpower not to mash the gas pedal into the floorboard. Damn it, we're running out of time, he thought and risked a glance at his watch. The illuminated face showed it was a quarter to midnight. Damn it. This is taking too long.

The road straightened in front of him and he gave into the impulse, pressing the gas pedal to the floor and ignoring the way the truck squirmed on the slick asphalt. He drove through a red light and made another hard left turn, heart leaping into his throat when the back end of the truck started to slide. A loud bang tore through the cab.

Time seemed to pause as Steve fought to control the truck. It slammed into the guard rail, throwing sparks high into the night. The impact smashed his head into the side window, leaving him dazed. Blood ran into his eyes and mouth. He barely had time to register the pain before the truck flipped, landing on its roof and skidding across the road. It juddered to a halt next to a tree.

The last thing he saw before darkness swamped him was the glowing face of his watch. He would have sworn on a stack of Bibles that it was mocking him.